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The untamed wilderness of heart-song…

Each heartbeat a longing for desire

Each step a call to the wild

The wind stirs up the dust of lust

Dancing in the moonlight

Circling your soul

Heat radiating from the Earth

Warming your thoughts

Power rising in the night

Simplicity and eternity

Woven into the galaxy

Stars twinkling with a mischievous grin

Sweet fragrant blossoms of the midnight hour

The scent of untamed beauty

The opening of a heart

The echo of a promise

The lure of a future

If you only step beyond the imaginary confines of your mind

And out into the wild

To wield your magic into the night

By Yours Truly a.k.a. Maria Montgomery 

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Love and pigeons…

The Dance of Love

I want to tear the confines of my soul open

Dance across the shattered pieces of barb wired fences

Stand naked in the glory of the unknown

I want to sip the dew at dawn

Without consideration that this might be the last

Or the first

Of Everything

I want to sit surrounded by love

Knowing that the false pretense

Is all gone

I want to experience

Every nook and cranny of my soul

I want to dance

On the thorns of my past

And see myself melt into the nothingness

Which is Everything

I want to be free

Yet I scratch my back at the barb wired fence that I built round my soul

I tear at it

I scream in pain

And as blood rushes over me

I yell at others to make them open it

To set me free

I push them, hoping they’ll get so angry

They’ll tear me to pieces

So I can open

So I can be free

So I can love

I’m holding onto my fence

I tear at it

It hurts

I wonder why I can’t make it open?

Why it can’t go away?

Then I let go

I lick my bleeding hands

I take a step

Then another

I dance

I feel my body turned onto the steps

I awaken

I breathe

There’s freedom within my movement

There’s life in my steps

I love to dance

And love, love changes everything.

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Pigeon Thoughts 

The pigeon is looking at me

Impressions in ink

Thoughts sliding across the mountain

Like tiny dots of fluffy white

Waves crashing against the shore

Reminders of the wild

And the untamed

My Africa

Adventure pulls at my soul

My heartbeat quickens

A smile twinkles in the corner of my lips

I stand

I go to cook dinner

Maybe tomorrow.

We Are

We are all the ripple effects of each others’ consciousnesses

As we laugh

As we cry

As we reach for another cigarette

Or whatever our kind of poison

We touch a soul

Somewhere in the distant skies

So maybe

If I smile, just a little

I’ll tickle your soul

With a feather of delight.

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The Battle

Opportunities palpable

Breathing; whispering in the distance

Chances pulsating through the night

Giggles rising as your dreams chase them

You wake

Thoughts overpowering

Logic so illogical

Debates inside your mind

Pros and cons

Predicting the future with your head

Round and round

So many thoughts

So many roads to get there

So many things you could do to manipulate fate

Instead you slumber

You listen to your heart

It asks you to set it free

To let it roam

And trust that one day the thoughts will be silent

And your path revealed.

The Confines of Your Mind

I dance

Outside the confines of my mind

A choreography of lunacy

Illuminated by moonlit spells

Truth emerges

Until the confines no longer confine me.

Lovers

I’ll be Rimbaud, you’ll be Verlaine

I’ll be Kahlo, you’ll be Trotsky

You’ll be Byron, I’ll be Lamb

You’ll be Shakespeare, I’ll have black wires on my head

You’ll be Da Vinci, we’ll be arrested for sodomy

The path of true love

Never did run smooth

And we’ll go down in history

Because lord what fools these mortals be.

Ludicrous Enlightenment

Between Jungian metaphors

And split consciousnesses

You’ll dance

I’ll play the fiddle

Dreams in waking hours

Sleep deprived nights of lucid moments

Echoes of truth

Amidst foolish thoughts

A wolf tooth for wild adventures

A dolphin’s call to play

Idiotic synchronicity

As the stars chase your name

And I knit the fabric of my soul.

By Yours Truly, a.k.a. Maria Montgomery 

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Dance…

I saw you on the carousel

Going round and round

Spinning freely through the clouds

I wanted to laugh and dance and cry with someone

I wanted to fly high with someone

I wanted to move that freely knowing my own worth

I wanted to laugh without worries

I wanted to sing in the morning sun

I wanted to feel a peace I’d never felt

I wanted you to bring that to me

So I stood up

I climbed the ladder to the sky

I decided it wasn’t you, it was I

Who needed to help myself

Past my fear of heights

Freedom is thrilling

But by its gates stands thy own sweet enemy

Slay the dragon that is thou

Then dance

Because Gods have all too little mercy

And soon our vacation on Earth is over

So whilst you can dance

By Maria Montgomery

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Laughter…

The sound of children’s laughter rippling through the sky and reaching the heavens on a sunny day by the beach. Free. Uninhibited. Pure joy.

You know the kind of laugher I’m talking about? The one that makes you feel carefree on a sunny day. The one that makes you come alive with wonder. The one that makes you go dancing in the rain. The one that makes you go on a road trip, just because. That one.

This week I actually audio recorded my boy as he laughed. I was pretending to be a robot and he laughed for fifteen minutes. It was the sound of pure joy. Later my girl was screaming with joy as I did acrobatics with her and had her flying in the air.

I can’t describe how wonderful those laughs were. Helping to raise the twins, being the family friend that does everything their family doesn’t is sometimes trying. All I want is for them to be happy, but they’ve seen so much and heard so much they shouldn’t that sometimes it feels like a never ending battle. I get caught in worrying about schools, relatives, what will happen when they become teenagers and God knows what and the monkeys. And when I see them laugh and play it’s like medicine for the soul.

Then yesterday I spoke to my best friend and I was trying to explain a typo I’d made earlier in the day…and I just started laughing and couldn’t stop. It wasn’t so funny when it happened, but explaining it to my best friend I was crying with laughter. On my iPhone I was typing “I’m a pescatarian who sometimes eats duck” but as “i” and “u” are next to each other and Apple’s keyboard not the largest one around (I don’t have the super sized iPhone) I accidentally typed “I’m a pescatarian who sometimes eats dick” and saw it just in time not to send the message. And when explaining to my best friend I was laughing so hard that she didn’t hear me properly and made up her own version which was “I”m a pescatarian who likes to fuck” (as opposed to “I’m a pescatarian who likes duck”).

Of course I should have said I’m a vegetarian. That would have made it sound even worse.

When my best friend was using my phone to message someone I was dating earlier in the year she was writing “It takes quite a bit to crack her open” only spellcheck wrote “It takes quite a bit to fuck her open.” Again, that was discovered before the message was sent.

It just reminded me that for all the worry I’ve felt in the past one and a half years about just about everything, but mainly launching Magique and the twins, I actually can laugh. I don’t have to worry. There is no point. We do what we can, acknowledge what we do and learn from our mistakes. We don’t have to punish ourselves. We don’t have to fret about the future. We could just…live, you know.

What would we do without spellcheck? We’d all write totally boring messages wouldn’t we, sounding all prim and proper. Never embarrassing ourselves completely. Never realizing we can laugh till we cry. Yeah, what would we do without spellcheck and tiny little keyboards on our iPhones?

Confessions of a Dizzy Blonde Laughter

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I said hello, you fool, I love you…come on and join the joyride…

Yeah, I’m quoting Roxette. It’s alright. I have an excuse: I’m Swedish. When walking around town the other day my best friend looked at me and did a little jump: “I love you,” she said and laughed. I told her I loved her too. It’s emotional discomfort month and I had forgotten to tell her I loved her thus far that day. She has taken such a joy in this habit she now reminds me if I forget to say it.

People change with love. Their features soften. Their smiles shine brighter. Their hearts grow warmer. They look cozy, comfortable and inviting.

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When you see beauty…..a smile, a look, a touch of that thing……….when you see something you love, do you share that? Do you tell the person what beauty you just caught a glimpse of? Do you invite them to open the door to their inner gorgeousness just a tad more? Do you open that door yourself? Do you allow yourself to feel happy about who you are? Do you invite others to see the beauty that is you?

I don’t know darlings, but this emotional discomfort month is changing my life…and that of those around me. I feel…I feel more alive. More on fire. More like a light rather than a shadow. More intense. More awake. More pulsating and warm. More free. I’m not just sharing my opinions, I’m sharing my emotions, my love and my heartfelt desires with the world. The jail I always felt captured me is now crumbling to dust. I am free.

By complimenting someone you are setting them free from their worst demons: their own disbelief in themselves. Their own negative thoughts are being conquered. They think you are their mirror. If you display joy, they will believe they are joy. If you display love, they will believe they are love. If you smile, they will think they are the reason for your smile.

Maybe your love alone will not transform the entire world…yet it will because everything you touch, that is capable of feeling your touch, will turn to gold. And that gold in turn will turn other things into gold. Your warmth will spread. Your light will brighten the night sky and you will be surrounded by your own light.

And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while…’cuz you are amazing just the way you are…

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Feeling cheeky…

It’s a New Year and somehow I feel like it’s a clean slate to do whatever I wish. I am free to be whomever I choose. I always am, but it’s kind of like waking up a in a new country where no one knows you. There are no preconceptions. Whomever you show up as they will believe you to be. You are the only one who remembers the past and the past is just that: a memory.

I’d also like to view all the people in my life as I would a stranger. Let the past be the present and let the future be an unwritten page. Let the now be all there is.

So I guess what I’m trying to say is I’m gonna be and do whatever I feel like being and doing this year. Changing the goggles I see the world and myself through. The new naughty is here…lol!

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